Soap found himself standing outside your quarters… again, after another long day of not being able to see you while training.

The sight of you standing slightly disheveled, most likely from the sleep he was interrupting had his heart racing.

Before you could process who was standing before you, your hands were being guided to wrap around his neck before his large arms snaked around your waist, pulling you flush to him. From the close proximity he knew you could feel his heart racing. He couldn’t describe how much it ate at him when you weren’t around or how much just feeling your warmth against him calmed him.

The boyish smirk you had grown to know crossed his lips as he looked down at you.

“Put me out of my misery and give me a kiss love.” He said, his voice rough and in a low whisper.